Frank welcomed Columbia cheerily, "Hey, Col!"

She smiled and stepped inside. Music was playing, and she already felt ready to party. Fay joined Frank as he closed the door, "Columbia! Great to see you!"

Columbia returned, "You, too!" She eyed Frank a minute, "Hey, you let him wear make-up?"

Frank chuckled, "At home, I don't mind the occasional cosmetic effect. This is the first time I've worn it since.. the jail incident. Why?"

She shrugged, "Just thinking aloud, I guess."

Fay laughed, "Don't worry, Col. Once the baby's born, he'll have to stop wearing it."

Frank rolled his eyes good-naturedly, "Yes, because God forbid he starts to like it."

Janet and Brad walked over, "Hello, Columbia!" they both chimed.

Columbia said excitedly, "Hey, guys! Hey, can you believe Fay and Frankie here have been married a year already?"

Brad punched Frank lightly in the shoulder, "He's a lucky guy. Fay's a great person." Frank raised an eyebrow. Brad said quickly, "And.. She's lucky having Frank, too.." Frank looked satisfied, and resumed being carefree.

Fay led everyone into the kitchen, careful to walk slowly, since she had extra weight. She waved a hand to a huge dining room table. It was adorned with heaps of different foods. "What do think?"

Janet was ecstatic, "It looks wonderful!"

Brad said, impressed, "Wow."

Frank looked proud, "She's wonderful with the oven. I personally have no idea what the first thing about cooking is, but I try to help her when I can."

Columbia said quickly, "Hey, Fay, show me the baby's bedroom! You've been taunting me all week!"

Feral giggled, "Ok!" The two hurried off, Fay being a bit slower for the child in her womb. Once they had gone, Janet decided to follow. Temptation got the best of her.

After all the ladies had disappeared, Brad was quick to say, "Frank, you've really cleaned up."

Frank rubbed his eyebrow absent-mindedly, only remembering the eye shadow too late. It was smudged on his hands. He moved to the sink, replying, "Yes. Thanks, Brad. I am really trying to be supportive to Fay. It isn't that bad, anyway. After all, I went ten years without my lifestyle before I met her.."

Brad scratched his head nervously, "I do think that.. Maybe you two jumped the gun a bit."

Frank stiffened, "Hmm?"

Brad shook his head, "I don't know.. She's only nineteen, and now she's having your child.."

Frank looked ironically at Brad, "How odd. My wife having my child. Why, isn't that ludicrous?"

Brad waved his sarcasm away, "You know what I mean. Frank, you're more.. experienced.. than she is. She's only nineteen, and you've got her about to give birth to a child. What if she isn't ready for motherhood?"

Frank took a glass of punch from the table, "I think she is. She's been enthusiastic about all the preparations.. Besides, I'm here to help." Brad couldn't suppress a laugh. Frank growled, "What's funny?"

Brad said, without thinking, "Just like you helped Rocky grow, Frank?"

Brad realized what he had said a moment too late. Frank's eyes burned. He couldn't bring himself to speak. He was torn between defending himself and defending Rocky, and couldn't comment either way.

He finally looked away to busy himself with a turkey carver, looking defeated. Brad said gently, "Sorry, Frank.. I didn't really mean to say that.."

Frank said tiredly, "No, you're right. But, Brad, this is big for me.. I'm proud of myself." He turned to face him again, leaning against the table, "I'm going to be the best father in the world to that child.. And be it a girl or boy, it will never.." He gave Brad a stern look, "Ever.. Know about what I used to be."

Brad was quiet awhile, then said, "I wish Janet and I could be so lucky to have such a harmonious marriage.."

Frank looked compassionate, "I think I'm to blame for your.. er.. for lack of a better word, 'rocky' relationship."

Brad nodded, "I won't lie to you.. You really kind of are. Not even the child saved us.. That's probably because he looks a lot like you."

Frank pulled a wallet out of his jeans, fished out a hundred dollar bill, and handed it to Brad, "What's this for?"

Frank shrugged, "Child support.."

Brad tried to give it back, "Oh, no, please.. He doesn't really need much. We get by."

Frank pushed the money back, "I know.. Get Janet something nice. Take her out. Maybe I can save your marriage, since I was the one that ruined it, hehe."

Brad pocketed it, "You're a true gentleman, Frank."

He smirked, "These days, anyway."

Brad was quick to reassure, making up for his misjudging Frank, "You've come a long way. I mean, you're just wearing a bit of light eye shadow now, and that's only because it's a special occasion."

Frank nodded, silent for a while. He let his mind wander from the present. A slow grin formed on his lips as he remembered their marriage.. His eyes shut comfortably as he recalled their wedding night with great compassion. She had been so quiet, and yet had expressed everything she could have possibly wanted to say to him.

He finally spoke, his eyes still shut, "She's grown up rather fast, to accommodate our life together. Her mother wasn't thrilled, but she grew up in that way, too. She learned to face her."

Brad nodded, managing to change the subject, "Speaking of mental improvement, how's your job..? Psychology, right?"

Frank smiled, "You remembered.. Everything's fine. My patients are a bit less attentive than Fay had been.. I really try to be their friend, but I suppose you can't please them all, can you?"

"I guess not.." Brad checked his watch. It was nearly five in the afternoon. "Shouldn't we be getting home? I mean, you'll want time alone with Fay.."

Frank waved it away with a mischievous smirk, "Not really, hehe.. She's far into the pregnancy, there's not much.. 'celebrating'.. we could do. I have a gift for her later, and we'll probably curl up by the fireplace and go to sleep."

"What'd you get her?"

Frank's smirk widened, "None of your business, Mr. Majors.."

Brad chuckled, "All right, all right."

Columbia, Janet, and Feral returned. Frank smiled at Fay, "Hello, love.. Can I get you some punch?"

Fay blushed, "No, thanks, Frankie.. I just want to sit down for a while." He nodded and pulled up a kitchen chair. He trotted into the living room and came back with a pillow. He fluffed it as he walked, and set it on the chair. She sat slowly, "Thanks, Frank."

He smiled lovingly and kissed her cheek, "My pleasure."

Janet looked away quickly, blushing. She hadn't told Brad that she knew that she would be uncomfortable at the party. She felt the lust return in her being when she heard him whisper just then. She shook it off, "You two are made for each other."

Columbia nodded, "Aren't they, though? Have you seen their weddin' photos?"

She nodded, "Yes, they're really a match made in heaven."

Fay chuckled, "You guys.."

Columbia looked at the wall clock, "Guys, I gotta hit the road.. I'm on dance duty in a half hour. Have a great night, both of you."

They all said their goodbyes, and Columbia was soon gone. Frank served the group food, and everyone gathered around Fay to marvel her. Frank and Brad shared their thoughts about children, since they were both married and with (or about to be with) a child.

At one point, Frank wiped his small amount of make-up off of his face, and Janet felt another pang of lust. To her, he looked even more striking at his 'purest'. He went into the living room to light the fireplace, and Janet couldn't help but follow him.

He smiled at her as he struck a match, making light conversation, "Enjoying yourself, Janet?"

She quivered. She loved how he said her name. She choked, "Oh. Oh yes.."

He smiled and poked the logs with a metal poker. After a while, he noticed that she was staring at him. He asked, "Something wrong, Jan?"

She nodded, "Actually, yes. May I speak to you in private?"

He raised an eyebrow, "We are in private."

She laughed nervously, "Oh, yes.. Right.. Frank.. I.. I feel funny.. I just can't understand how.."

She paused, and he urged her on, concerned, "Yes?"

Janet hurried on, "I'm having such a hard time not looking at you.. I can't understand how you've just put it all behind you, Frank.. All I see when you walk is the stilettos, and the fishnets. All I hear when you talk to Fay is 'But's it's not all that bad, is it?' or 'Surely you're not spent.. yet..'.. Frank, I.."

He turned slightly red, and looked down, "I'm sorry.. I've traumatized you, and I'm sorry.. There's not much I can do, though.. Maybe you'd like me to stop talking to you.. Perhaps that way, I wont seem so threatening to you..?"

Janet's eyes widened, "Oh, no, Frank.. You haven't traumatized me.."

Frank cocked his head. He truthfully did not understand. Would miracles never cease? Janet was trying to explain sexual need, and Frank was the one that sounded like a traditional Denton-born virgin! He asked, "Well what, then?"

Without another word, she leaned forward and kissed him. Her mouth locked on his, and he nearly fell backward. He tried to push her away, but she was overcome with need. He struggled with her, and her hands roamed freely. In the end, she knocked Frank on his side, and he instantly knew that the crash was heard in the kitchen.

Fay gasped, "What was that?" She tried to get up, but couldn't. Brad rushed forward, "Stay there, Fay, I'll check it out." He made his way to the living room, only to see Janet kissing Frank madly.

His eyes widened, "Janet!"

Janet backed off as quick as she could, "Brad!"

Frank looked horrified, "Bra- Wait a second! No! I am not doing this stupid 'surprised roll call' thing again! I'm sick of it!" Janet and Brad looked at him as if he had three heads. He continued, annoyed, "I was resisting her!"

Fay had gotten to the scene, and she asked, "What's happened?"

Janet screeched, "Fay, he tried to molest me!"

Fay looked at Frank with fear in her eyes, "Frank..?"

Brad cut in, "Uh uh, Janet! I saw you! You were on top of Frank!" He turned to Fay, "I swear, it was Janet who tried to molest him.."

Fay looked hurt, "Jan?"

Janet began to cry, "Oh, I'm so sorry! I just can't take it! Why did he have to go and get married?!"

Frank ran to his wife and held her protectively, "Excuse me? I love this woman!"

Janet sobbed, "I know.. I just wish I could have one more night.."

Frank snorted, "Why you sick little.. slut!"

Brad nodded, "Nice one, Jan! I want to be friends with Frank and Fay these days, and that's harder to do when I have you to be embarrassed about! Furthermore, I'm ashamed of you! You have a son to think about! I might divorce you right now if I didn't know well enough that it would be bad for Ken!"

Janet cried harder, "Oh, Brad!"

Brad said to Frank and Fay sorrowfully, "I'm so sorry I have to leave. I'll call you both another day. I apologize again.."

Frank patted his shoulder, "No problem, Brad.. Don't be afraid to call."

With that, Brad dragged his sobbing wife out the door.